Neil please speak out. Is it about my addictions? Don t worry about hurting me, since i am already broken it won t effect me. All my life i have other people telling me i am a loser, got no friends, am stupid etc. Just tell me what it is, i won t get mad and i won t feel offended. You are suggesting i should change something? i know i have to change things but i cannot do this myself, only through the power of the holy spirit, i ll be able to overcome.

I love the ignore feature.



Hey, Neil are we going to get any more story? You are such a good story teller; I keep checking back to see if what the next chapter is.

"I love the ignore feature"

Wow we got a lot in common?did you know that?
I like that feature too. What else do you like?drinking a nice cup of tea in front of a campfire? You want me to come over talking about smilies and ignore features? you are so so interesting to me, did you know that?

So, that's the reason why the ratio of posters to viewers is so high? You realise that you ARE causing this to be one of the most looked at threads with the fewest replies???

42 : 900

Ok, let's see what I can do in the creative writing department...First off, got to check the rumor mill....can't write a credible story without a good fact to exploit...

And Liz, [et al who are listening] a writer will always respond to his audience...so the more responses, the more a writer writes.........I think. At least, until he becomes unbearable in his writing....

As we return to our entrepid protangonist, we observe the following-

Redwood is stumbling out the door of a building marked "Homeland Security: Internet division" and down some steps onto the streets below....As he picks himself up, and dusts himself, he mutters....

"Stupid Cyber police....."
........and then sees several people of various rank and privilege starring at him....

"Well, what are you guys looking at??", he says...

Soon a rather pitiful individual in a torn overcoat and long ragged beard comes up to Redwood. "I told them, 'I am not a crook!' but it didn't do me any good either. They tossed me out on my ear and now look where I am...". Redwood looks at the man very carefully, and says, "You can't be alive. The country mourned your passing."

Oh, you think so.

Redwood: I know so.

Well, I am talking to you. and standing here before you...touch me and see...I am alive. And I am not a crook!

Redwood reaches out and touches the hem of the ragged coat.
Redwood: But...but...you're dead.

That is what they want you to think...but I am still alive....and I am still not a crook...

Redwood: Richard Nixon?!?!?!!?

Nixon: That's my name...don't wear it out...although, I dare say that it is now pretty much forgotten...

Redwood: And associated with various illegal activities..

Nixon: I AM NOT A CROOK!

Redwood: Yeah, yeah, you made that abundantly clear, both when you were alive and apparently now. How do you know about these guys?

Nixon: who do you think brought me to my current predictament? Oh, I was kept in prison for 6 years and then un-ceremoniously released, just as you were, into the street. When I tried to tell others who I was, they just laughed at me...I was 'dead'...And my family never really cared.

Redwood: Really? Well, if this is true, would you concider coming to my house? I think I can start a home for the political homeless...

Another man comes up with a southern Georgia accent: Would you concider letting us in too?

Redwood: Jimmy Carter???!!!!

Jimmy: I may not be as famous as this guy, but I am or was in politics....

Redwood: Uh, well, sure...we can start the "homeless politikcos ".

Others: And me? What about me? Can I come too?

Redwood: Ronnie? well, sure Gipper. Newt? and, holy Cow! It's Bill Clinton.

Bill: yeah, my wife finally tossed me out, and after an arguement one night. I was joking after she got a stain on her dress.

Redwood: Wow...all these famous politicals coming together to my house...to live out thier days....Wait a minute...You guys aint dead...

Ronnie: Well, they say that some of us aren't dead.

Redwood: Yeah, but but...but this is soo confusing...so confusing....so confusing [Redwood swoons and starts to come to]

Redwood:[weakly] This is so confusing....Huh, where am I? What happened?

Voice, faguely familiar says: don't worry Redwood, you won't feel a thing... Just go back to sleep.....

Who is this mysterious person? What connection do the dreams have with what is happening to Redwood...What does it all mean?

Join us next week as Stan, the Man, says,...................
well, forget what Stan, the Man says..Just join us next week.

Olger admits that he has a weakness for chips & salsa, then excuses himself to the kitchen...

He further notes that there is a distinction between cilantro and motorcycle cops.

Did he go back there?

Neil, I haven't been on here for a bit, and just read this today....I laughed so hard! That was so funny! :)

Muahahahahahahaha!....[Bois Karloff voice mode- activated] I shall now go back into my writing lab-bo-ratory and see what else i can conger up.....Muahahahahahaaahha!

8 days until the return of the Red Wood!!